Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Monaco and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Pretty Things to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
ABC,
Janne Schatter,
Icehouse,
Bronski Beat,
Clear Light,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Al Stewart,
Aural Exciters,
Nirvana,
The Beau Brummels,
Hashim,
This Heat,
Easy Going,
The Real Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
10cc,
Basic Channel,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crash Course in Science,
New Age Steppers,
Sonic Youth,
H. Thieme,
Barry Ungar,
the Normal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
the Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Underground Resistance,
The Last Poets,
The Kinks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scrapy,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Grass Roots,
Tres Demented,
Dennis Brown,
Nico,
Connie Case,
The Black Dice,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gabor Szabo,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Christie,
Gregory Isaacs,
Excepter,
The Martian,
Can,
Deakin,
cv313,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.